After fighting, and ofcourse, winning,

a grave battle,

against the storm, within me,

I will, finally, sit back, and think.

Gazing at the night sky,

when I will embrace the light of moon,

I will not look back, in time, and regret,

but will surely rejoice, for the present, I am,

And if somehow I realise,

that yes, I am me,

That will be the moment,

when I will be, 

Truly free.